538 The Disgraced Lord of the Underworld

Dressed in a red robe and wearing a mask, she was both stunning and mysterious.

There was no grand opening, but the immense pressure brought by the Supreme Commander was undoubtedly huge and suffocating for the Yama Kings present.

It was she who, with her own power, defeated the Ten Yama Kings and ascended to the position of Supreme Commander based on her strength.

She hadn't even spoken a word, and already, some people habitually lowered their heads, their legs trembling, and knelt down on one knee.

Leading the charge was King Qin, Qin Yu.

"Greetings, Commander."

...

The remaining few exchanged glances. Perhaps because they hadn't seen her in so long, they felt a sense of unfamiliarity.

King Song, Song Xin, suddenly said, "Something seems wrong. Why is the Commander's aura so much weaker than before?"

As soon as he spoke, everyone snapped back to reality. It was indeed true.

What was going on?

Just as everyone was starting to doubt, the Commander instantly closed the distance to Song Xin and, without a word, delivered a powerful slap to his face.

Bang!

Caught off guard by the slap, Song Xin was sent staggering back several steps.

Such familiar pain, even the location of the blow was the same as before. He had taken many hits from her in the past.

The sudden outburst of fury stunned everyone while reawakening a long-lost sense of dread.

"You all have too much nerve!"

Her deep, hoarse voice was laced with intense anger.

Her aura immediately surged once more.

Seeing this, the others who had harbored doubts now respectfully knelt on one knee.

"Commander."

"Your Excellency..."

...

Then, behind the Eight Yama Kings, a vast army of soldiers also followed suit, kneeling in unison to pay their respects.

The Supreme Commander slightly raised her head, accepting the reverence as her due, and began her address.

"Listen well, reform is inevitable. Your job is to cooperate. If anyone disagrees, step forward now!"

...

The air was unusually silent. Previously, they had been clamoring for a fight, gathering a large force to confront them.

Now, not a single person dared to step forward.

Who would dare? The Supreme Commander's strength was unfathomable, and her temper was even more explosive.

If anyone dared to defy her orders, they would likely be beheaded on the spot as a warning to others.

The Supreme Commander spoke again.

"Since that's the case, take your troops and get out. From now on, if anyone dares to cause trouble, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Her words were finished.

The arrogant Commander turned her back, leaving them with a cold, unyielding silhouette.

Qin Yu helped up Song Xin, who had just been disciplined, and turned to leave with a dejected look.

"You, you. You haven't been beaten in so many years, and now your skin is itching again, isn't it? Why can't you shake this bad habit? You'll be the death of yourself sooner or later."

Song Xin felt a pang of unease but could do nothing about it.

"I didn't say anything. The Commander's temper is still as fiery as ever, alas..."

Everyone else had left.

However, one person refused to leave: the King of Hell.

At this moment, the King of Hell's usual arrogance, pride, and imperiousness were gone.

In their place was a sense of grievance.

That's right, grievance.

In the past, he had been a favored confidant of the Supreme Commander.

But times had changed. The Supreme Commander not only allowed Yan Jue, that rebel, to possess her sword but was also undertaking reforms with him.

This matter had deeply hurt the King of Hell's heart; he felt abandoned.

"Your Excellency, I don't understand. Why are you with the rebel Yan Jue?"

"I am the one most worthy of your trust. I can do anything for you. Why would you entrust such an important matter as reform to Yan Jue?"

As proud as the King of Hell had been in the past, he was now equally dejected.

If he had never known favor, he could have endured indifference.

In the current situation, the King of Hell was clearly out of favor.

Even Qin Yu and the others, who used to dislike him, now looked at him with pity.

"Why should I explain my actions to you?"

The Supreme Commander left behind a cold remark and walked away slowly without looking back.

"Your Excellency, have I done something wrong to displease you?"

"I will change. I will accept any punishment. Your Excellency, please don't abandon me."

"Your Excellency..."

The King of Hell was distraught. Dragging his injured body, he tried to catch up to the Supreme Commander.

Unfortunately, Yan Jue would never give him such an opportunity.

"Stop him. Do not let him come within half a step."

Lu Xing received the order. "Yes."

Lu Xing waved his hand behind him, and a group of well-trained undead warriors stepped forward, surrounding the King of Hell.

However, after such a long time, the King of Hell had finally seen the Supreme Commander and would not let obstacles stand in his way.

He couldn't even see anything else; his eyes were fixed only on the retreating figure.

"Your Excellency, don't leave me behind, Your Excellency..."

Seeing that the King of Hell was not heeding their warning, the undead warriors resorted to forceful measures.

They swarmed forward and began to beat the King of Hell.

A puzzling scene unfolded.

The King of Hell offered no resistance, like a helpless weakling, allowing the warriors to attack and bully him.

His gaze, however, remained fixed on the Supreme Commander, who was gradually walking away.

"Your Excellency, please don't leave me, Your Excellency."

"Please, don't leave me..."

...

No one expected that the Supreme Commander, who had once doted on the King of Hell, would be so indifferent to him now, not even deigning to glance at him.

Why was this?

Was it because of Yan Jue's appearance?

Perhaps.

Soon, the King of Hell was beaten unconscious on the spot.

However, the Supreme Commander still did not look back at him.

Qin Yu could not bear to watch any longer. He suddenly turned back, rushed to the King of Hell's side, and rescued him.

Qin Yu glared resentfully at Yan Jue, who was also heavily injured, not far away.

"Hmph! Don't think that just because the Commander trusts you, you can act recklessly."

Hearing this, Yan Jue merely smiled.

"I've been acting recklessly for more than a day or two. What can you do to me?"

"You..."

Although these Ten Yama Kings were all high-spirited, hot-tempered, and ruthless, they were still inferior to the lawless rebel Yan Jue.

"Mere defeated opponents. Since you're going to be thrown out anyway, take him with you if you want him," Yan Jue said arrogantly.

To usurp a position and to do so with such righteous indignation and utter disregard for others was truly too much.

But with the Supreme Commander backing him, no one could do anything to him.

Qin Yu could only carry away the unconscious King of Hell and order a retreat.

A war, due to the appearance of the Supreme Commander, was declared to be on hold.

The Underworld.

After Yan Jue returned, he also sent Lu Xing away.

"You can go. I'll recover after a rest."

"President Yan, you're quite injured this time. Shall I find you a ghost doctor? Otherwise, Miss Tang will be sad when she finds out."